A Group Visit

"That's because...Mummy's a lot older..."

Ruru was in super wriggly mode.

"So...when Immy older...I can hold gun?"

"Ru-ru, stop wriggling," Manda held him tighter, trying to get him to stop wriggling.

"Maybe...no promises!" Rupert scolded slightly, picking her up, arms shaking as he did so.

Ruru didn't stop, in fact trying to slide down Manda in an attempt to escape.

"Thank you, daddy," Immy grinned, kissing her dad's cheek.

"Ru. Stop," Manda said, struggling a little to keep hold of him. "If you don't behave I'll take you home."

Ruru burst into tears as after one massive trouble he fell to the floor, whacking his head.

Rupert looked over as he closed the car door. "Manda! Is he okay?!"

Manda was instantly on his knees pulling his son in his arms to hold him as he also started to inspect his head. "Just checking." His voice sounded panicked

(OOC: Poor Ru-Ru, dropped by his own mum)

(OOC; aw no!)

Rupert came over, putting Immy down.

There was a graze that was a little bloody and his forehead was split, but no bone was broken. he was bleeding a lot from where his forehead was split. "DADDY!!!!" wailed Ruru, clinging to Manda as tears streaked his face.

"It's okay, baby, I'm here, it's all going to be okay," Manda held him close as he stood with him in his arms. Turning to his husband he showed him the cut quickly. "We need to get him inside, we have an onsite paramedic who can sort it out." He then kept saying soothing words to his son, stroking through his hair.

Ruru's cries got louder, obviously in some pain. He pressed more into his father.

"Take my hand, Immy..." Rupert said softly to his daughter.

Manda started heading towards the entrance to the building, wanting to get his son immeadiate help.

Immy nodded and did so. Her brother's crying scared and worried her.

"He'll be okay...he's mostly in shock..." smiled Rupert, following his wife.

Ruru was wailing loudly now.

Immy nodded quietly, eyes on her mummy and baby brother up ahead.

Guards let Manda in quickly so Ru could be seen. "My husband and daughter," Manda nodded to Rupert and immy, behind him before proceeding onwards, and the gueards let rupurt and his daughter in too so that they could follow manda.

Rupert paused. "I can't carry you, but stay close..." he carried on walking.

Ruru was pressing into his daddy.

Immy nodded, staying close to his leg and holding his hand tightly with her little one.

Manda kissed the top of his head, walking into the infirmery, "Steve!! Emergency!!"

"What's the-oh dear," Steve came over quickly from his desk where he had looked over. He had met the energetic small boy before, and didn't like the look of the tears. he took a look at the cut and then over to get some gloves.

Rupert held her close as they stopped. "Can I sit down?" Rupert called out.

"Stevey!!!!!!" Ruru wailed, knowing that he must be very hurt if he was having to see a worried Steve.

Steve glanced over to Rupert as he headed back towards Ru with wipes and such, sending a slight smile, "Sure." He then went to the crying boy, sitting beside Manda and pushing back his fringe slightly to see the cut better. "Hey, Ru-Ru" he smiled to him, starting to slean the cut and wipe away blood.

Immy was watching her brother with worried eyes.

Rupert sat down, pulling Immy onto his lap. He was feeling a bit faint himself.

Ruru frowned at Steve, stopping his crying a bit. "Don't put stingy stuff on!"

Immy leant back against him.

"I'm sorry, Ru-Ru, but I need to clean the blood off, i'll stop soon, okay?" he said softly with a smile, sleaning the cut up carefully

Rupert sighed, holding her close.

Ruru batted him away.

Immy glanced up at him with a small smile.

"Ru, let steve clean it," Manda held him closer and holding his arms down.

"Just a little more, Ru-Ru," Steve said softly.

Rupert had his head back, eyes closed.

"Grrr..." grumbled Ru.

Immy then looked back to her brother.

Manda kissed the top of his head as Steve finished cleaning the cut. "There...all done..."

Ruru frowned at Steve.

Steve smiled to him. "I need to do a couple of stiches. Do you want a lolly?" he gestured to a large tub of them on his desk.

"No...I want boss Kingston..."